One of my new-found cousins owns a bakery on the beautiful île d'Orléans. This is very bad news for me as their bread is delicious and I've been eating apple turnovers all day long.
So here on day... I dunno, whatever, of our family reunion, I've seen the Cirque du Soleil show at the underpass of the Dufferin-Montmorency highway twice. I think I'm going to see it again tomorrow night. The show looks like what a show with all the money looks like.
So far my cousins have not been as helpful in keeping me inebriated as I thought they would. I've had to mix my own drinks for cryin' out loud. However tomorrow night may prove entirely differently. We shall see.
I think this will be my first 4th of July not in the United States.